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"One-and-twenty, ah!" repeated Gay. All at once they came to the top, the faded blue sky overhead, and whichever way he looked, the horizon, the great rocking circle which hemmed them in. But perhaps if people didn’t like clear, bright, healthy eyes—which is biologically understandable—they couldn’t like precious stones. It was Ramage, the occupant of the big house at the end of the Avenue.
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